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My Mom inherited our house from our Grandma, otherwise they never could have afforded it, not even twenty years ago. Looked like them statues of the Holy Mother I see about the place. ” Annabel laughed softly. " "True, and I shan't be easy till my turn arrives. You know the sort of thing. You—It’s jolly of you to confide in me. " "As for that, I don't say. She took his hand in hers. . She visited the corner that had been her own little garden—her forget-me-nots and candytuft had long since been elbowed into insignificance by weeds; she visited the raspberry-canes that had sheltered that first love affair with the little boy in velvet, and the greenhouse where she had been wont to read her secret letters. ‘Home?’ ‘To your family. Darting quickly to the chest that contained the priest’s vestments, she leapt onto it and reached her arm down to scrabble behind it on the floor. ” She was silent for a time, with her nose on the pillow, and that brought her to: “What’s the good of pretending? “I love him,” she said aloud to the dim forms of her room, and repeated it, and went on to imagine herself doing acts of tragically dog-like devotion to the biologist, who, for the purposes of the drama, remained entirely unconscious of and indifferent to her proceedings.
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